I was watching a Hindi movie recently (sadly I do not get the name ), where the hero influences a heroine saying it is cool to drink on a week day and then get to work , and also to drive after that . Why ? Ya , You bet - our hero has an explanation to that “because its pure fun , and we need to drink and drive to get the real masti effect “ !!!His words are so powerful and so magical that the gal (our heroine , I didn’t think she was so dump , by her looks and her attire ), ignores her so called boyfriend , brands him as boring (because he has a routine and drinks only on weekends!!!! Is that not enough ), and “Enjoys life “(If so called drinking daily and driving with a reeling head can be called so ...)…I did not understand what the director was trying to prove there ? To enjoy life we should not have a routine ?? to enjoy life one needs to use alcohol daily ? we need to drink and drive .. Ya, kill ourselves we will , but we can also knock down someone on the road too.. I didn’t get the logic at all .. Anyways the movie ended with a note happily ever after , and I have nothing against the movie . But I didn’t agree with the movie’s scripts .After all powerful , meaningful ,clear dialogues are still enjoyed by many apart from music and dance! .
Cinema is meant to be for fun , but don’t the directors get this; There are millions of people idolizing their dream hero’s and their ravishing heroines. So MOVIE is not just a form of entertainment, but something more than that. When a movie gets released, it is with the same enthusiasm that a villager or a person from a city enters the hall. . This is true , we wait for days for a movie release and do take out time to watch that movie . Kids are no less . They in fact get more excited to catch a glimpse of their super star and carefully note their accent , their costumes , their styles etc …An average movie hits the market and reaches out to millions and millions of people in towns, cities , villages.
I am not saying that every movie has to convey a message, ok well if it can then Excellent !. But messages in movies are too much to ask for these days ..! In India we have lot of channels and programmes revolving around Cinemas , may be more than the number of news channels. After a tiring day a kid is more interested to sit back and watch a movie than know what is happening in India or abroad. If the kid can get the good from the bad then she will know that “ hey drinking is bad for health. Teacher told me that we should never drink and drive. This is dangerous. Life is not about talking back to parents or not taking responsibilities.. Or is it , hmm, “” . Now, I am not at all surprised if at least 10 of the 100 children who watch hindi movies , these days think this way and getting confused !…
In most of the movies , the heroines have to drink (forget the guys drinking , it’s too casual and ordinary ), guys have to bleed the villains to death , , they have to be bad and impolite ,and not do well in studies etc. etc. … and not to mention the pub culture (shown in a very bad way )etc.. But the point is , there is too much of western influence in the movies these days. We at this age, can say from the good and the bad, Someone from the college, a student , of course can.. But think of a girl or a boy whose middle class parents work day and night and have no time to actually “see” what this guy is eyeing in movies. They may think after all its just a movie..! But hey NO, There are no ratings for the movies like they have in the English movies. All the Indian movies are of general category!!! Ok , so now the kid may think its cool to drink and drive ,to beat up people , be confused , and irresponsible just to idilosie the characters they love in the movies!. He may get highly tempted to try out and booze with his friends at a very early stage of his school life .
Now, analysis 2-A normal Indian kid (I meant financially) has to strive through all the competitions and tension to get a good job .We forget that India is still a developing country. True, India is progressing at a high rate. But yes, we have still not reached a phase where we can proudly say that there is not single family in our country who do not have 3 sumptuous meals a day . In the midst of all this, the directors bring about these confusing concepts, and influence kids at a large scale . After all a gangster is not born in a day . Blurred thoughts and a confused outlook towards life , with no proper guidance can mislead the YOUNG MINDS into wrong paths.
Just like Politics and Press, Cinema is highly influential and something which is looked upon by a large audience. When we say that Politics or Press has got responsibility, why do we forget that directors also should have some moral obligations towards the people of our Country? It is ok to ape the west, but then why can’t we take their good things, TOO!!!. Why can’t there be 1 good movie which conveys their punctuality and their dedication towards work .Why can’t they put the message across the people of India that in THE West , drink and drive is a criminal offence and you will be penalized like hell , If you ever break the Rule ,You are restricted from driving may be throughout your life , and hey rules are rules, one must follow them . If you get caught for drugs , people are send to jails for years and years and the price they pay for their misconduct are too high ! Most of the western countries deny citizenship if a person is caught with enough evidences ..How many kids in India know all this?
Our country has got a beautiful culture and the foreigners look forward to us, when they talk about family and relationships. I do not deny any of them. Most of us are extremely close to our families. We value our traditions. And then comes the villain like directors who brings out and highlight matters which are not at all relevant to the movie or to the time we live for a mass of audience . How many of us drink liquor daily , break rules daily , drink and drive etc .just on the basis of fun ! .Why do we high light so much on the drinking alcohols, or drugs, or violence unnecessarily . Just show only what is required for the movie. Why the hype ?and they end the movie with a happy note which could some where trigger some wrong brain cells in kids . The movies these days do not depict a common man’s India .
A poor man ‘son may get awed by the onscreen alcohol or the drug usage and may feel sad that he has no money to buy them. A rich man’s son has enough awareness of its implications to his health. But think about a middle class or less than an average family. Can his parents always protect him from knowing which is good and the bad or have enough oratory or influencing skills to brain wash his kids to protect him from the bad!
We know that most of the things which happen in the movies do not happen for real .We also put a note in you tube when we hear good old songs and movies as “good old days “, because we loved the movies where we could match and be like hero or heroine of that period. Now a days , movies potray a heroine as some one whom a normal indian girl just cannot compare to . The way the hero talks ,or his mannerism are not the way a normal guy in the city would do . So we as audience fall far behind the dreamy characters that they play . An average Indian knows that all this is just “maya “ or a foam which we need to forget once we leave the theatre, and there is nothing to take back from the movie . The movie was ‘just fun “ But let’s not forget to think and criticize when we hear meaningless scripts
The sensor boards should take serious actions in this regard. The script writer can show his responsibility towards his job, by not spreading wrong messages through his scripts if not a good script !. But more than ever , I would say that a hero should at least have the guts to speak up and say that “hey , is this line really required here , can we change this line slightly “and he should be given this flexibility and freedom . After all a hero/ heroine has the moral obligation to his devoted fans for their love and support. The media who can hype to any extend to get a good public attention can protest against the irrelevant and dirty usage of dialogues. If not a revolution, at least awareness can be created in a huge scale .In the West, the kids are the most protected lot. Why? Because they are the future of a nation , and they like to see their future bright .So if we are actually aping the west , then don’t we all also have the responsibility to protect our children from the compelling clutches of the reel world !
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Evolution : Daughter to a Mother
Nitya was very silent . She felt very sad . she was the best daughter any parent would want to have . Then why were her parents always cribbing and complaining ? She felt irritated .
She opened her books to study . Her mother called her down for helping her with cooking . Grumbling , she walked down stairs and thought , Neeta never does any cooking at home . Her mom pampers her so much . They get her any thing she demanded and she does not even study well !
Her mother was casually talking while her mind roamed around her other friends . Padma! God! She even has a boy friend and her parents take it so lightly . how can they ? are they not worried or bothered about her ? Will my parents be ok if I take some one home ? Nitya was 100% sure her dad would throw her out of the house .
It was not that she was unhappy .She loved her family and would do anything to make them happy . Just anything in this world .But her parents never appreciated her . Never ever ! Not even once ; at lest she didn’t remembered any .
They loved her and adored her , she knew that , but she wished one day they would pat her back when she came first in her class, pamper her with toys or not scold her if she dropped curry on the table top and ........................
She felt so jealous of her cousin . Her aunt boats about how she tidies up her room , folds her own clothes, and how good she is in studies . Why ? What’s so great about it ? why is her aunt always boasting about her daughter ? She always did all this work every single day of her life but never seen her mother even hinting about any of this , to a single soul!
She looked at me and asked me “common u tell me , what is really so great about folding clothes or cleaning a tea cup ? !! “
Heeee , I giggled and to our bad luck , Miss betty heard us and shouted “You girls seems to have better topics to concentrate . Please go out , finish that and come inside “.. hmmmm… We marched outside classroom ….Well it was ok for us . This was not the first time we were shown the door . Well , I felt really sorry that I was laughing (not for going out of the class ! anyways class was always so boring . Why cant the teachers ever make it more interesting ? ) at nithya . But it was so obvious that she was so jealous . Her jealousy showed on her face and i couldnt help laughing . I knew her dad and mom . I didn't know what to say . I couldnt have to give her a study class on how all parents loved their kids . That would be so insulting .She would kill me surely . Nithya knew all that far too well . Her parents would just die for her .I really didn’t know how to comment on such topics. It was too sentimental and so i casually brushed aside the situation remarking that she was taking it all too seriously and may be her love for her family has got on her nerves . Well what else could i have told her ??
Summer holidays set in , and I had invited all my friends to my home to stay for some days .Nithya was over joyed. She loved my mom and dad , and had an excellent rappo with my grandparents . She made friends with all my cousins and her face was glowing with happiness. We all had a blast . We stayed up late , ordered food home , played the DJ music, danced , roamed around lots of near by places . It was as if my parents never existed . They were too cool anyways . In fact they too enjoyed our company and became one among us those five days .
"This is one thing I dont get in my house neeta … “ and I thought what !! ?? “ “parents , cousins, grandparants , food , what was she missing at her home “ !!!. Though she is my best friend ,she is sometimes like a tangled puzzle to solve .I couldn’t force her and she wouldn’t talk either . I gave a nod on my head and kept my mouth shut which was the best thing to do , when u don’t know what u ought to do !!!.
Finally , the day came when all my friends had to go back to their respective houses . I was surprised .! Nitya was so upset . This was not a “bidai ceremony “ but she literally hugged every one and even shed few tears . Now this was too much for me . What was she up to ?? is there any cousin brother of mine whom she was aiming at ? No !she was not that type anyways and besides she would go only for the person chosen by her dad .
Why was she so emotional then ?“Oh ! why does she always makes situations so dramatic! “ she should try her hand in movies .I was surprised that she even shed few tears . May be a carrer in movies was not a bad option for her at all .She was going back to her own house , and I didnt totally understand what was the need for such a melodrama , back home .
I accompanied her back to the bus stand , and I was teasing her how she trapped all my parents with her undying love and affection . She was still sad !!.
Hey common , now this was too much . I felt that she was insulting her parents in someway and got annoyed too . God! Why was she irritating some times .
Her bus came , and she boarded into the bus .I sat next to her to give her company till the bus took off trying to cheer her up .
She thanked me profusely for calling her over to my house . she told me how much she loved my family . How much freedom she had in these 5days with my family . She said there was totally no tension in my house and that she felt completely relaxed . It’s ok if we all didn’t get up at sharp time in the morning . It’s ok if we didn’t wash our hands after food , sat there and laughed. It’s ok to talk about guys . It’s ok to cling on mobiles for long long time . It’s ok If we didn’t help in kitchen . It’s ok if we didn’t take bath the first thing in the moring . It’s ok… God !!! She was now talking no stop and the list was endless .
The bus took off and I bid her good bye .Though she was highly irritating some times , she was an extra nice girl , and I adored her and was proud that she was my Best friend. What was all that she was talking about ? Were her parents so strict ?? Is it wrong to be strict then . Its for her own good anyways .? May she was over reacting , and yes grass is always green on the others side ;’I loved her parents , and she mine .
I laughed and could only describe her acts as chidish .
School ,College ...time just flew .
After 5 years of battling wth books , I am now a renowned doctor with a comfortable living . Now ,my parents were worried about my marriage and getting the perfect guy seemed more complex that completing my medical courses .My friend Nitya was soon to be married and I was thrilled that she was moving over to my place after her marriage. Marriage went on grand and she soon was my neighbour .
Its heaven, I tell you , when u have Ur best friend as ur neighbour .I come back after a heavy day and unwind myself to her . She is an exceptional cook and i love her pokkoras(a food item).
Soon it was D day for me , and I too soon crafted a nice niche for myself . From the start ,like arranging a carpet in the drawing room , till pillow covers , dishes ,to making my bed , I found everything so difficult ! Then came the big task – cooking .! I wondered how nithya managed to make it look all too easy . I never heard her once complaining about her house hold activities . Besides she was working too . How ever did she manage all this , so perfectly , so elegantly !.
And then one day , I called it quits . It was getting too much for me . i just couldnt handle my house any more . No matter how much i cleaned the house, it always looked dirty . Am a doctor , who wanted it tip top and sparkling clean at the hospital and my own house seemed to look like a cow shed . Just then nithya came with her good old smile and I just had to ask her this Question . How ?? Nithya gave all the credits to her mom and dad . They had made her to take up small tasks all the while even from chilhood that its all part of her life now .She does not feel all this as “work’ any more . She told me it was as easy and essential as breathing .!
She helped me with cleaning that day , but of course I didn’t allow her to do much work , not because she was “another girl “ but she was an expecting mother and I was too thrilled , in fact as excited as she was .
I feel life after a baby is born is something which can never be explained or described in words Its just far more than all that . U have to be extra cleaner , keep changing diapers , lack of sleep etc etc . But still it was so much fun . I could see a constant glow on nithya’s face .I too was learning a lot from her .
How the days passed by , she will surely not know ; but that kid was the light of my life and I too was so attached to jeena . Jeena was beautiful and at the same time smart and cute . She was a rare blend and I just loved her . Nithya as a typical mother was strict when it came to basic house hold work and as expected she didn’t spare Jeena . I couldn’t interfere too .Managing house hold activities had been my biggest failure when I had got married and I too was insistent , that Jeena learn it little by little ,starting from her early day’s .
One day I met the mother and the daughter outside my hospital , vey surprisingly . Jeena was excited as she was elected as the class representative of grade 5 and I too joined them for a small party . Nithya proudly spoke about her daughter and how well she managed the class when a teacher was not around ,and went on to say how good a girl she was and also that she was incharge for her classmates on a trip which they were going the coming week .
My thoughts were “Common nithya , she is just in fifth grade . How can she manage the class ? Obviously it would be the teachers and other staffs . Just because her daughter is a class rep… , GOD ! Why was she over reacting ! ? ""Suddenly , I remembered our childhood days , and about her boasting aunt.
Well I guess all the parents were just the same when it came to their own kids ! and I smiled .
Nithya caught me just in time and read my mind . Well , I guess when some one is there with you for so long and she happens to be ur best frined, I shouldnt be surprised .She always catches my mind in action and can even predict what was going through those cells . And am supposed to be the doctor here . But i loved her anyways ...She was a gem .
We were walking back , and jeena went to play . Nitya said “Neetu , am not praising jeena and spoiling her . I never got a word of praise from family and I crave for it even till this day. May be they thought i was too naive and could get spoiled or that i couldnt handle appreciaton properly or that it may get into my head .What ever the reason was , sometimes I feel they were true too . They knew me well . Of course I am careful that i do not over do it for jeena , but I really want to give her the appreciation and the freedom . I thank my parents profusely for what I am today , but I want to give her what I missed the most in my life .A mother always wants the best for their kids , but yes after going through years of parenting , I still may not be able to own up as a best mother . Jeena still could have compliants , later on .I express my love sincerely and openly to her , pamper her and yet at the same time i want to make her smart , independent , a good human and prepare her well for today's world .
Parenting is very tough task Neetu , and once you go through it u too will know .It is like Music where u need to get the correct blend of the ragas . It may turn out to be an extrodinary piece of art for years to come; well appreciated by many , an ordinary work of music or might even be withered and dead lying there untouched and least recognized if we do not give them the right polish where and when required . Or is music is too much to be compared with ; after all there are no exact parenting classes . Every parent grows with their kid .
You have to be good and timid at the same time and pulling it all through is sometimes really tough.I will always try to put up a good show and jeena could still rate me as a not so good mother , later on . I do not know and I realy do not care . What it matters to me today is that my kid gets the best of everything and i want to support and care for her , just like how our parents have done for us , all the while . I shall struggle , no matter how bumpy the ride is just to make sure that years later she is happily settled and independent . I would be there with her all the way till then ". Nithya was not so sure if i understood what ever she was telling me , but looking at her eyes , i knew she was getting very emotional .
Well , Nithya was wrong . I totally knew and understood her . She made an excellent mother and she was right . Parents never demand or even expect to be rated , if they were good , better , bad or what ever . We are a part of them and nothing in this world can change that . We would have done uncountable mistakes and got punished from them ,and even been forgiven by them .So when we become successful , rich and independent ,We should not wait even for a single moment to brush off any scars (if any ) caused by them in our making .After all they have always wanted the best for us. We are them , and they are us .
She opened her books to study . Her mother called her down for helping her with cooking . Grumbling , she walked down stairs and thought , Neeta never does any cooking at home . Her mom pampers her so much . They get her any thing she demanded and she does not even study well !
Her mother was casually talking while her mind roamed around her other friends . Padma! God! She even has a boy friend and her parents take it so lightly . how can they ? are they not worried or bothered about her ? Will my parents be ok if I take some one home ? Nitya was 100% sure her dad would throw her out of the house .
It was not that she was unhappy .She loved her family and would do anything to make them happy . Just anything in this world .But her parents never appreciated her . Never ever ! Not even once ; at lest she didn’t remembered any .
They loved her and adored her , she knew that , but she wished one day they would pat her back when she came first in her class, pamper her with toys or not scold her if she dropped curry on the table top and ........................
She felt so jealous of her cousin . Her aunt boats about how she tidies up her room , folds her own clothes, and how good she is in studies . Why ? What’s so great about it ? why is her aunt always boasting about her daughter ? She always did all this work every single day of her life but never seen her mother even hinting about any of this , to a single soul!
She looked at me and asked me “common u tell me , what is really so great about folding clothes or cleaning a tea cup ? !! “
Heeee , I giggled and to our bad luck , Miss betty heard us and shouted “You girls seems to have better topics to concentrate . Please go out , finish that and come inside “.. hmmmm… We marched outside classroom ….Well it was ok for us . This was not the first time we were shown the door . Well , I felt really sorry that I was laughing (not for going out of the class ! anyways class was always so boring . Why cant the teachers ever make it more interesting ? ) at nithya . But it was so obvious that she was so jealous . Her jealousy showed on her face and i couldnt help laughing . I knew her dad and mom . I didn't know what to say . I couldnt have to give her a study class on how all parents loved their kids . That would be so insulting .She would kill me surely . Nithya knew all that far too well . Her parents would just die for her .I really didn’t know how to comment on such topics. It was too sentimental and so i casually brushed aside the situation remarking that she was taking it all too seriously and may be her love for her family has got on her nerves . Well what else could i have told her ??
Summer holidays set in , and I had invited all my friends to my home to stay for some days .Nithya was over joyed. She loved my mom and dad , and had an excellent rappo with my grandparents . She made friends with all my cousins and her face was glowing with happiness. We all had a blast . We stayed up late , ordered food home , played the DJ music, danced , roamed around lots of near by places . It was as if my parents never existed . They were too cool anyways . In fact they too enjoyed our company and became one among us those five days .
"This is one thing I dont get in my house neeta … “ and I thought what !! ?? “ “parents , cousins, grandparants , food , what was she missing at her home “ !!!. Though she is my best friend ,she is sometimes like a tangled puzzle to solve .I couldn’t force her and she wouldn’t talk either . I gave a nod on my head and kept my mouth shut which was the best thing to do , when u don’t know what u ought to do !!!.
Finally , the day came when all my friends had to go back to their respective houses . I was surprised .! Nitya was so upset . This was not a “bidai ceremony “ but she literally hugged every one and even shed few tears . Now this was too much for me . What was she up to ?? is there any cousin brother of mine whom she was aiming at ? No !she was not that type anyways and besides she would go only for the person chosen by her dad .
Why was she so emotional then ?“Oh ! why does she always makes situations so dramatic! “ she should try her hand in movies .I was surprised that she even shed few tears . May be a carrer in movies was not a bad option for her at all .She was going back to her own house , and I didnt totally understand what was the need for such a melodrama , back home .
I accompanied her back to the bus stand , and I was teasing her how she trapped all my parents with her undying love and affection . She was still sad !!.
Hey common , now this was too much . I felt that she was insulting her parents in someway and got annoyed too . God! Why was she irritating some times .
Her bus came , and she boarded into the bus .I sat next to her to give her company till the bus took off trying to cheer her up .
She thanked me profusely for calling her over to my house . she told me how much she loved my family . How much freedom she had in these 5days with my family . She said there was totally no tension in my house and that she felt completely relaxed . It’s ok if we all didn’t get up at sharp time in the morning . It’s ok if we didn’t wash our hands after food , sat there and laughed. It’s ok to talk about guys . It’s ok to cling on mobiles for long long time . It’s ok If we didn’t help in kitchen . It’s ok if we didn’t take bath the first thing in the moring . It’s ok… God !!! She was now talking no stop and the list was endless .
The bus took off and I bid her good bye .Though she was highly irritating some times , she was an extra nice girl , and I adored her and was proud that she was my Best friend. What was all that she was talking about ? Were her parents so strict ?? Is it wrong to be strict then . Its for her own good anyways .? May she was over reacting , and yes grass is always green on the others side ;’I loved her parents , and she mine .
I laughed and could only describe her acts as chidish .
School ,College ...time just flew .
After 5 years of battling wth books , I am now a renowned doctor with a comfortable living . Now ,my parents were worried about my marriage and getting the perfect guy seemed more complex that completing my medical courses .My friend Nitya was soon to be married and I was thrilled that she was moving over to my place after her marriage. Marriage went on grand and she soon was my neighbour .
Its heaven, I tell you , when u have Ur best friend as ur neighbour .I come back after a heavy day and unwind myself to her . She is an exceptional cook and i love her pokkoras(a food item).
Soon it was D day for me , and I too soon crafted a nice niche for myself . From the start ,like arranging a carpet in the drawing room , till pillow covers , dishes ,to making my bed , I found everything so difficult ! Then came the big task – cooking .! I wondered how nithya managed to make it look all too easy . I never heard her once complaining about her house hold activities . Besides she was working too . How ever did she manage all this , so perfectly , so elegantly !.
And then one day , I called it quits . It was getting too much for me . i just couldnt handle my house any more . No matter how much i cleaned the house, it always looked dirty . Am a doctor , who wanted it tip top and sparkling clean at the hospital and my own house seemed to look like a cow shed . Just then nithya came with her good old smile and I just had to ask her this Question . How ?? Nithya gave all the credits to her mom and dad . They had made her to take up small tasks all the while even from chilhood that its all part of her life now .She does not feel all this as “work’ any more . She told me it was as easy and essential as breathing .!
She helped me with cleaning that day , but of course I didn’t allow her to do much work , not because she was “another girl “ but she was an expecting mother and I was too thrilled , in fact as excited as she was .
I feel life after a baby is born is something which can never be explained or described in words Its just far more than all that . U have to be extra cleaner , keep changing diapers , lack of sleep etc etc . But still it was so much fun . I could see a constant glow on nithya’s face .I too was learning a lot from her .
How the days passed by , she will surely not know ; but that kid was the light of my life and I too was so attached to jeena . Jeena was beautiful and at the same time smart and cute . She was a rare blend and I just loved her . Nithya as a typical mother was strict when it came to basic house hold work and as expected she didn’t spare Jeena . I couldn’t interfere too .Managing house hold activities had been my biggest failure when I had got married and I too was insistent , that Jeena learn it little by little ,starting from her early day’s .
One day I met the mother and the daughter outside my hospital , vey surprisingly . Jeena was excited as she was elected as the class representative of grade 5 and I too joined them for a small party . Nithya proudly spoke about her daughter and how well she managed the class when a teacher was not around ,and went on to say how good a girl she was and also that she was incharge for her classmates on a trip which they were going the coming week .
My thoughts were “Common nithya , she is just in fifth grade . How can she manage the class ? Obviously it would be the teachers and other staffs . Just because her daughter is a class rep… , GOD ! Why was she over reacting ! ? ""Suddenly , I remembered our childhood days , and about her boasting aunt.
Well I guess all the parents were just the same when it came to their own kids ! and I smiled .
Nithya caught me just in time and read my mind . Well , I guess when some one is there with you for so long and she happens to be ur best frined, I shouldnt be surprised .She always catches my mind in action and can even predict what was going through those cells . And am supposed to be the doctor here . But i loved her anyways ...She was a gem .
We were walking back , and jeena went to play . Nitya said “Neetu , am not praising jeena and spoiling her . I never got a word of praise from family and I crave for it even till this day. May be they thought i was too naive and could get spoiled or that i couldnt handle appreciaton properly or that it may get into my head .What ever the reason was , sometimes I feel they were true too . They knew me well . Of course I am careful that i do not over do it for jeena , but I really want to give her the appreciation and the freedom . I thank my parents profusely for what I am today , but I want to give her what I missed the most in my life .A mother always wants the best for their kids , but yes after going through years of parenting , I still may not be able to own up as a best mother . Jeena still could have compliants , later on .I express my love sincerely and openly to her , pamper her and yet at the same time i want to make her smart , independent , a good human and prepare her well for today's world .
Parenting is very tough task Neetu , and once you go through it u too will know .It is like Music where u need to get the correct blend of the ragas . It may turn out to be an extrodinary piece of art for years to come; well appreciated by many , an ordinary work of music or might even be withered and dead lying there untouched and least recognized if we do not give them the right polish where and when required . Or is music is too much to be compared with ; after all there are no exact parenting classes . Every parent grows with their kid .
You have to be good and timid at the same time and pulling it all through is sometimes really tough.I will always try to put up a good show and jeena could still rate me as a not so good mother , later on . I do not know and I realy do not care . What it matters to me today is that my kid gets the best of everything and i want to support and care for her , just like how our parents have done for us , all the while . I shall struggle , no matter how bumpy the ride is just to make sure that years later she is happily settled and independent . I would be there with her all the way till then ". Nithya was not so sure if i understood what ever she was telling me , but looking at her eyes , i knew she was getting very emotional .
Well , Nithya was wrong . I totally knew and understood her . She made an excellent mother and she was right . Parents never demand or even expect to be rated , if they were good , better , bad or what ever . We are a part of them and nothing in this world can change that . We would have done uncountable mistakes and got punished from them ,and even been forgiven by them .So when we become successful , rich and independent ,We should not wait even for a single moment to brush off any scars (if any ) caused by them in our making .After all they have always wanted the best for us. We are them , and they are us .
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
A parting note to a friend!!
Some people…some very special people …
They just touch u in such special ways
That they live the mark till the end of life!!!
I don’t want to tell u a thank u, dear friend!!!
I don’t want to tell u a good bye!!
I just want to be there for u, when ever u need me!!!
For what u have done for me,
For what u were for me ,
U r, and will always be special
At the corner of my heart which shares the deepest of my deepest feelings
U ll b always treasured …
More precious than a jewel
More precious than the precious things …
As I walk further I meet new faces
New destinies, new fears, fresh joys…
I search for such a long lost friend
In the deepest of my sorrows...
Thinking that u will come from no where
Just to hold me and say “It’s all rite “
Just to let me know that life is still young
And life is still with me!!!
As I walk further, destinies change and I grow strong
Hope a stage never comes that…
I was needed, when I couldn’t be there..
I wanted to be there, but just couldn’t be there..
Still my dear friend, I want u to know that..
In some ways I had always cared for u …
I had always liked u …
A silent prayer was always there for u
That no matter where ever u r, what ever u do
B the same u r!!! Let smile b there always in ur life!!!
They just touch u in such special ways
That they live the mark till the end of life!!!
I don’t want to tell u a thank u, dear friend!!!
I don’t want to tell u a good bye!!
I just want to be there for u, when ever u need me!!!
For what u have done for me,
For what u were for me ,
U r, and will always be special
At the corner of my heart which shares the deepest of my deepest feelings
U ll b always treasured …
More precious than a jewel
More precious than the precious things …
As I walk further I meet new faces
New destinies, new fears, fresh joys…
I search for such a long lost friend
In the deepest of my sorrows...
Thinking that u will come from no where
Just to hold me and say “It’s all rite “
Just to let me know that life is still young
And life is still with me!!!
As I walk further, destinies change and I grow strong
Hope a stage never comes that…
I was needed, when I couldn’t be there..
I wanted to be there, but just couldn’t be there..
Still my dear friend, I want u to know that..
In some ways I had always cared for u …
I had always liked u …
A silent prayer was always there for u
That no matter where ever u r, what ever u do
B the same u r!!! Let smile b there always in ur life!!!
Saturday, May 29, 2010
who is more luckier ?
i remember this day in my school when 3 of us close friends, decided that we bunk an important exam .Reason ? simple ..we hadn't studied .
the day before the exam , some how my friend got this sensible thought (or non sense ) -what ever , that it is very wrong of us to bunk an exam as we had been in the good books of teacher's always . She calls me up and gives me a philosophical lecture that it is ok to fail but try , we must .She convinced both of us somehow and promised that she would be there for the exam on time , without fail .Most of u , reading this will (or could ) think of us as nerds as there could be many of u ,who would have just missed exams . Well , i can only tell u guys , i don't know about the "nerd part " but i really dont have an explanation for this . Knowing 100% that we shall fail , we still some how didnt "feel right or ethical " to bunk an exam where our teacher took lots of stress teaching and setting up a good question paper .
Well,my friend and i were dump struck when we dint find the person who convinced us to write the exam , the next day morning !!.
my anger had totally no senses .It was as if a third eye was opened and i was waiting to burn her into ashes . it was too late to turn back so we both attended this exam some how ...
I can never ever forget this day in my life .After the exams , the first thing i did was to find a telephone booth .i called her up and before she could say anything, not even a single word, i gave her left and right !.. i have never been so upset in my life! (Well, if life meant the short span from my birth till that date ! ). how could she cheat me .i was fuming when she just said "my dad passed away last night due to heart stroke and just broke into tears" .
i didnt know how to react ! My friend who was with me also shared same emotions as i had . I cried , on the way to meet her . She lost her dad and here i was , thinking mean things about her . I hated myself ..I didnt trust my friend! how shameful! .
I walked into her room and she just ran into my arms crying .. and i was standing there holding her in the midst of grief and guilt .!
Years later , even now, she is one of my closest friend and most of my good old friends crown me as a trustful and patient friend. i guess every relation do matures and grows with age .Well , what had gone wrong that day ? i couldn't tolearte the fact that she broke my trust ? Or was it because i gave lots of importance to exams ? . or was it my immaurity , childishness or foolishness .Truly speaking ,i do not wish to justify my act .i had been a bad person to even think bad about a good friend . That was it .
i flung my exams terribly , got a bad report card and do not wish to quote on the troubles which followed , because some how they were nothing compared to the pain which my friend was going through at that time ...
It was then that i overheard some of my classmates remarking how lucky my friend was as she missed the test .After all she didn't have a bad report card .i was surprised to hear this but yes there were few who didn't know of the sad demise of her dad . NO !!! i couldn't turn around and walk, hearing this remark . i told them the matter and left them shocked .
years later , i still remember how, some of my friends marked her as "lucky" bz we all flunked in a test .. GOD ! how unlucky she was to loose her father at such a young age . he was the pillar of support for her . She had so many dreams as she came from a very conservative background and her dad was the only person who understood and supported her all the while thru ..
well, it was "us' who were lucky that rainy day when we were following our parents back home with a bad report card and she , her dad to the graveyard to pay her last respects. We lost a paper , a very important paper and she lost her father . The loss was immense for all of us but incomparable .
some times , things are not what it looks like . We may look at a person and remark "wowo he is so lucky " but we may never know . He surely will have some tensions which u are not aware of : after all there are lots of people in this world who are not comfortable sharing their problems with others , even with their closest friends. They would just like to keep it to them selves.
The people whom we consider lucky may surely be having issues which could be more trivial than your's.
Well , cant help comparing and expecting as humans , right ?then how do u find happiness and contentment .Gandhi ji has written "when u feel low , look around to some one who is less fortunate than u r , then u will find ur sorrows winding away ".. Well , i dnt know if it's ok to look at that person and feel good or to sympathise with his situation but i do know that when we mark some one as lucky and wish that our life was like "that person " there would be lots of people out there who may think that u are more luckier than them , and waiting for a chance to live "UR LIFE ".So , even in the worst of worst situations , we all are , in some ways "lucky" . Don't u think so ?
the day before the exam , some how my friend got this sensible thought (or non sense ) -what ever , that it is very wrong of us to bunk an exam as we had been in the good books of teacher's always . She calls me up and gives me a philosophical lecture that it is ok to fail but try , we must .She convinced both of us somehow and promised that she would be there for the exam on time , without fail .Most of u , reading this will (or could ) think of us as nerds as there could be many of u ,who would have just missed exams . Well , i can only tell u guys , i don't know about the "nerd part " but i really dont have an explanation for this . Knowing 100% that we shall fail , we still some how didnt "feel right or ethical " to bunk an exam where our teacher took lots of stress teaching and setting up a good question paper .
Well,my friend and i were dump struck when we dint find the person who convinced us to write the exam , the next day morning !!.
my anger had totally no senses .It was as if a third eye was opened and i was waiting to burn her into ashes . it was too late to turn back so we both attended this exam some how ...
I can never ever forget this day in my life .After the exams , the first thing i did was to find a telephone booth .i called her up and before she could say anything, not even a single word, i gave her left and right !.. i have never been so upset in my life! (Well, if life meant the short span from my birth till that date ! ). how could she cheat me .i was fuming when she just said "my dad passed away last night due to heart stroke and just broke into tears" .
i didnt know how to react ! My friend who was with me also shared same emotions as i had . I cried , on the way to meet her . She lost her dad and here i was , thinking mean things about her . I hated myself ..I didnt trust my friend! how shameful! .
I walked into her room and she just ran into my arms crying .. and i was standing there holding her in the midst of grief and guilt .!
Years later , even now, she is one of my closest friend and most of my good old friends crown me as a trustful and patient friend. i guess every relation do matures and grows with age .Well , what had gone wrong that day ? i couldn't tolearte the fact that she broke my trust ? Or was it because i gave lots of importance to exams ? . or was it my immaurity , childishness or foolishness .Truly speaking ,i do not wish to justify my act .i had been a bad person to even think bad about a good friend . That was it .
i flung my exams terribly , got a bad report card and do not wish to quote on the troubles which followed , because some how they were nothing compared to the pain which my friend was going through at that time ...
It was then that i overheard some of my classmates remarking how lucky my friend was as she missed the test .After all she didn't have a bad report card .i was surprised to hear this but yes there were few who didn't know of the sad demise of her dad . NO !!! i couldn't turn around and walk, hearing this remark . i told them the matter and left them shocked .
years later , i still remember how, some of my friends marked her as "lucky" bz we all flunked in a test .. GOD ! how unlucky she was to loose her father at such a young age . he was the pillar of support for her . She had so many dreams as she came from a very conservative background and her dad was the only person who understood and supported her all the while thru ..
well, it was "us' who were lucky that rainy day when we were following our parents back home with a bad report card and she , her dad to the graveyard to pay her last respects. We lost a paper , a very important paper and she lost her father . The loss was immense for all of us but incomparable .
some times , things are not what it looks like . We may look at a person and remark "wowo he is so lucky " but we may never know . He surely will have some tensions which u are not aware of : after all there are lots of people in this world who are not comfortable sharing their problems with others , even with their closest friends. They would just like to keep it to them selves.
The people whom we consider lucky may surely be having issues which could be more trivial than your's.
Well , cant help comparing and expecting as humans , right ?then how do u find happiness and contentment .Gandhi ji has written "when u feel low , look around to some one who is less fortunate than u r , then u will find ur sorrows winding away ".. Well , i dnt know if it's ok to look at that person and feel good or to sympathise with his situation but i do know that when we mark some one as lucky and wish that our life was like "that person " there would be lots of people out there who may think that u are more luckier than them , and waiting for a chance to live "UR LIFE ".So , even in the worst of worst situations , we all are , in some ways "lucky" . Don't u think so ?
why is life such a struggle ?
why is life always such a struggle ?
when we were kids we had to strive so hard because we were told that we need to get in good schools.. When we play or watch a tv show for long , the words of wisdom from parents , teachers relatives "u need to study , dnt waste time "!!! .. ok sorry
not to forget the bugging neighbours ! they have to interfere u know ..it their birthright !.
once in school, time and again the trauma of boards and getting into good colleges... we are send to tuition's, coaching classes and what not ! Patel sir's kid has gotten into a good engineering college , u need to get into a very good college beta ! Advice from all , which seemed more compelling than gita upadesh "study , word hard, only then can u get into good college..dont waste time hanging with friends , or going for useless movies " once in college , ofcourse who can ever forget the karate-kumphu we need to do to get those stress interviews, group discussions right !..and then finally we are in a job , we need to learn new things to keep up with others in work and to keep the managers happy , but surely- to have the work in hand '! after all "logon ki kami nai hein yahan pe " and u need to be really smart !
then comes the challenges in life like marriages , kids financial issues etc etc , were we run behind all this, one after the other .
"shadi karo beta , ur time is passing by" ... of course there will always be a Patel's sir's son or mishra ji's daughther to be compared with !
"have kids- its been 2 years since u guys are married "- "married life teek hein na ' koi problem to nai .. how come no kids ! Questions , questions !!! pressure from all sides, after all neighbours and relatives do contribute to the maximum "its time u had kids " their final verdict .
and u raise the kids with all the tensions starting from a diaper to school , to marriage ;then their kids " and hey !!! u are already running in Ur fifties !!
u are stuck with some , if not all - medical complications ..then again u play the cat and mouse game with life ! trying maximum to cope up with middle age, and how do u end up as!! i guess may be like another Patel sir who may tell the youngster's "hey ..hurry ..time... bla blah blah " ..the vicious cycle continues....
why is life such a big struggle ?? starting from the day one u r born , be ready , u have fallen in this race .
well , can u blame the parents? ..after all , parents always want the best for their kids and hence the pressure .
well.cant blame the society either .With the population rising exponentially , we all have to strive for the best ...after all Darwin has left his popular "survival of the fittest " mantra for all of us which we shall knowingly or unknowingly grip us till our grave.
I guess the bitter fact is , no one is to be blamed for all this . This is where the human evolution with all its goodness(and of course the negatives) have left each and every one of us . True but u really cant blame any one...u just have to go with the flow...
So yes, life is a struggle and will always be . To live each day can get challenging for many .but hey !
its never too late to make good memories . we try so hard to give our children the best of everything forgetting our sorrows and miseries , but do not forget one thing ; its ur life too. As u and i too know ,
time waits for no one .
Was there a place which u always wanted to go and u never could till date ? Was there a piano or a guitar class which u were waiting to join in ur childhood ? Was there a book or a sport which u wanted to take up which u had post poned due to lack of time ? Time ; u do not have it today and u surely will not have it tomorrow . Go ahead, fulfill ur dreams and make beautiful memories .
Do not forget to live.
when we were kids we had to strive so hard because we were told that we need to get in good schools.. When we play or watch a tv show for long , the words of wisdom from parents , teachers relatives "u need to study , dnt waste time "!!! .. ok sorry
not to forget the bugging neighbours ! they have to interfere u know ..it their birthright !.
once in school, time and again the trauma of boards and getting into good colleges... we are send to tuition's, coaching classes and what not ! Patel sir's kid has gotten into a good engineering college , u need to get into a very good college beta ! Advice from all , which seemed more compelling than gita upadesh "study , word hard, only then can u get into good college..dont waste time hanging with friends , or going for useless movies " once in college , ofcourse who can ever forget the karate-kumphu we need to do to get those stress interviews, group discussions right !..and then finally we are in a job , we need to learn new things to keep up with others in work and to keep the managers happy , but surely- to have the work in hand '! after all "logon ki kami nai hein yahan pe " and u need to be really smart !
then comes the challenges in life like marriages , kids financial issues etc etc , were we run behind all this, one after the other .
"shadi karo beta , ur time is passing by" ... of course there will always be a Patel's sir's son or mishra ji's daughther to be compared with !
"have kids- its been 2 years since u guys are married "- "married life teek hein na ' koi problem to nai .. how come no kids ! Questions , questions !!! pressure from all sides, after all neighbours and relatives do contribute to the maximum "its time u had kids " their final verdict .
and u raise the kids with all the tensions starting from a diaper to school , to marriage ;then their kids " and hey !!! u are already running in Ur fifties !!
u are stuck with some , if not all - medical complications ..then again u play the cat and mouse game with life ! trying maximum to cope up with middle age, and how do u end up as!! i guess may be like another Patel sir who may tell the youngster's "hey ..hurry ..time... bla blah blah " ..the vicious cycle continues....
why is life such a big struggle ?? starting from the day one u r born , be ready , u have fallen in this race .
well , can u blame the parents? ..after all , parents always want the best for their kids and hence the pressure .
well.cant blame the society either .With the population rising exponentially , we all have to strive for the best ...after all Darwin has left his popular "survival of the fittest " mantra for all of us which we shall knowingly or unknowingly grip us till our grave.
I guess the bitter fact is , no one is to be blamed for all this . This is where the human evolution with all its goodness(and of course the negatives) have left each and every one of us . True but u really cant blame any one...u just have to go with the flow...
So yes, life is a struggle and will always be . To live each day can get challenging for many .but hey !
its never too late to make good memories . we try so hard to give our children the best of everything forgetting our sorrows and miseries , but do not forget one thing ; its ur life too. As u and i too know ,
time waits for no one .
Was there a place which u always wanted to go and u never could till date ? Was there a piano or a guitar class which u were waiting to join in ur childhood ? Was there a book or a sport which u wanted to take up which u had post poned due to lack of time ? Time ; u do not have it today and u surely will not have it tomorrow . Go ahead, fulfill ur dreams and make beautiful memories .
Do not forget to live.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
realisations on facing death ...
i was in pg one day and just had this instinct to call up my friend who got married recently .With so much excitement i called up and her hubby sadly informed me that day before , her dad had passed away in a train accident . This was too much for me to handle , as i felt i knew her dad so closely . There was never a single day when she didn't tell me about how special her dad was for her .
how often we hear a train accident a plane crash , a car accident to some one near or far . we hear , we think, we pity , and then we just forget ; because we just dnt have "time " Who is the master of 'Time " ? or have we become slaves of the same ?
she saw a terrifying dream and woke up in horror and was so happy that she was still alive ! GOD ! what a horrible night mare ..
she ran and ran , toppled down the stars and finally a bullet shot her ! she was dripping in blood and breathing her last ...She felt sad . She wished she had some more time with her , there were so many things she wanted to achieve and now "no time "!
she got up in shudder ! thank God thank god she was alive and well . thank god it was just a dream . She stayed awake the whole night thinking about that bullet shot and the terryfing moments closer to death, till it dawned !
What if this would have been real . How terrifying is that one minute when u know that u are going to be in this world for just 'some more minutes "and u could hear the clock ticking away !. she wondered about the car accidents, the train mishaps and the plane crashes.. would they have gone through this fear ?the last one minute when they came face to face with death !
she lay awake in her bed thinking about her dreams and her wish lists .. she wanted to marry , have kids , cook , and invite her friends for a party . She was planning to go biking , trekking , learn swimming, yoga etc etc her wish list was end less ! she had some plans for her parents and her sister . When was the last time she talked to them in a nice way , without taking on the job frustrations on them ?
there were so many things which she wanted to do , and what if the time was too short .what could she have done ?. she would just pray , just pray GOD to give her some more time on this earth ... pray pray so hard that GOD had to listen to her ! But does life always gives every one a second chance ?
Next day morning , some how seemed very beautiful to her . She stopped grumbling , but opened her windows and embraced the cold winds which flew past her face . She saw a birds nest and sat gazing at it for a long time !She enjoyed her cup of tea then she slowly got ready , and went humming on her way to office .
Some how ,today she did not feel like hurrying .She took time to greet people around ,gave a smile and even gave a pat to few of her junior colleagues ! They all gave her a look of surprise ! After all she was a manager , and when was the last time she just enjoyed dressing up , wearing a nice salwar , hummed a beautiful romantic melody and walked past her corridors ! well , looks like in college .. those years where life only meant one thing - have fun !enjoy life !
She began her daily work in office and thought , how much she has changed . Now life was just full of frustrations and tensions , keeping up with dead lines,meetings . She remembered her final year in college where all had worked so hard to get a job to keep the life going ...Now , did the work keep the life going ??she wondered !.She had so many lovely moments in college to cherish and when she looked back at the past 5 years till date, she could not even trace any ! Had she totally wasted her 5 beautiful years just doing nothing but work !
The day went well and she was calm and relaxed She never thought her smile could be so contagious and could make the work place so good !.Some how she felt so good.. On the way back home , she met her dear friend who was talking about a loan which he had not got sanctioned . She wondered if the issue was really so big as much as he thinks .He was so much on the verge of a nervous attack , totally down , and her presence nor her counselling did him any good . She always thought of him as a very lucky person ; with his envious job, loving wife ,2 little kids and hoped that one day she too could craft a perfect family for herself too ..She left him, promising and assuring him that she would definitely help him and his family .
As she said her prayers at night before she fell asleep , she thanked god for all the goodness she was blessed with . She smiled when she secretly hoped that the same nightmare should strike her friend today .
"hey has some one prayed that a night mare like this should happen to me " this was her last thoughts before she feel asleep !
i guess in this busy life we do need a bad nightmare ,now and then , to count the blessings how ever big or small GOD has bestowed on us . To make us realise that we have many miles to go before we sleep and life is so precious ! make most use of every single day !
how often we hear a train accident a plane crash , a car accident to some one near or far . we hear , we think, we pity , and then we just forget ; because we just dnt have "time " Who is the master of 'Time " ? or have we become slaves of the same ?
she saw a terrifying dream and woke up in horror and was so happy that she was still alive ! GOD ! what a horrible night mare ..
she ran and ran , toppled down the stars and finally a bullet shot her ! she was dripping in blood and breathing her last ...She felt sad . She wished she had some more time with her , there were so many things she wanted to achieve and now "no time "!
she got up in shudder ! thank God thank god she was alive and well . thank god it was just a dream . She stayed awake the whole night thinking about that bullet shot and the terryfing moments closer to death, till it dawned !
What if this would have been real . How terrifying is that one minute when u know that u are going to be in this world for just 'some more minutes "and u could hear the clock ticking away !. she wondered about the car accidents, the train mishaps and the plane crashes.. would they have gone through this fear ?the last one minute when they came face to face with death !
she lay awake in her bed thinking about her dreams and her wish lists .. she wanted to marry , have kids , cook , and invite her friends for a party . She was planning to go biking , trekking , learn swimming, yoga etc etc her wish list was end less ! she had some plans for her parents and her sister . When was the last time she talked to them in a nice way , without taking on the job frustrations on them ?
there were so many things which she wanted to do , and what if the time was too short .what could she have done ?. she would just pray , just pray GOD to give her some more time on this earth ... pray pray so hard that GOD had to listen to her ! But does life always gives every one a second chance ?
Next day morning , some how seemed very beautiful to her . She stopped grumbling , but opened her windows and embraced the cold winds which flew past her face . She saw a birds nest and sat gazing at it for a long time !She enjoyed her cup of tea then she slowly got ready , and went humming on her way to office .
Some how ,today she did not feel like hurrying .She took time to greet people around ,gave a smile and even gave a pat to few of her junior colleagues ! They all gave her a look of surprise ! After all she was a manager , and when was the last time she just enjoyed dressing up , wearing a nice salwar , hummed a beautiful romantic melody and walked past her corridors ! well , looks like in college .. those years where life only meant one thing - have fun !enjoy life !
She began her daily work in office and thought , how much she has changed . Now life was just full of frustrations and tensions , keeping up with dead lines,meetings . She remembered her final year in college where all had worked so hard to get a job to keep the life going ...Now , did the work keep the life going ??she wondered !.She had so many lovely moments in college to cherish and when she looked back at the past 5 years till date, she could not even trace any ! Had she totally wasted her 5 beautiful years just doing nothing but work !
The day went well and she was calm and relaxed She never thought her smile could be so contagious and could make the work place so good !.Some how she felt so good.. On the way back home , she met her dear friend who was talking about a loan which he had not got sanctioned . She wondered if the issue was really so big as much as he thinks .He was so much on the verge of a nervous attack , totally down , and her presence nor her counselling did him any good . She always thought of him as a very lucky person ; with his envious job, loving wife ,2 little kids and hoped that one day she too could craft a perfect family for herself too ..She left him, promising and assuring him that she would definitely help him and his family .
As she said her prayers at night before she fell asleep , she thanked god for all the goodness she was blessed with . She smiled when she secretly hoped that the same nightmare should strike her friend today .
"hey has some one prayed that a night mare like this should happen to me " this was her last thoughts before she feel asleep !
i guess in this busy life we do need a bad nightmare ,now and then , to count the blessings how ever big or small GOD has bestowed on us . To make us realise that we have many miles to go before we sleep and life is so precious ! make most use of every single day !
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
hey wowo!!! FREE space to write !!!
it feels so good to get a space like this to express your thoughts , and am so much charged up and so excited that sadly words fail to come ~! ..How did this title "expresso" come up ?? Well , its funny actually . I was planning to start a blog and suddenly thought of a word which best describes my character ; my friends call me express !!! hahah , just like an express i walk, talk, in fact have bumped into (and some have actully fallen ) so many people in life .hey hello wake up ! am not talking about love here , all am saying is that is how this name came ; in hostel corridors many called me "minal" wa ma minall !! so may be tht's it or may be i may change the title later too ! confused !!! well yes guess i am confused , i take lots of time to decide and then things go round and round , but i must say , its ok to get confused but think ! unless a person thinks about all the pros and cons , how will he ever get confused , bz getting confused shows u r thinking and wait ! forget it ,, bz am really confused now mmm... Well this is a typical characteristics of Aries as said by linda goodman's astrology book ! and also by margrett mischelle's "Gone with the wind ". But am not an aries , am a taurus . In fact i call my self a declared taurean . Why so ? well may be because am a cusp and i know that virgos and taurus gel the best in marriage :) Well , i just read this blog my self now after i published and thot " Wat the crap '!!! who on earth would ever even feel like reading this !!! its just so random so confusing so very bad , i would say !!! but hey thts ok ..:) Remember i told u in the 1 st line u see am excited and u r meant to be like this when excited - totally out of speech out of world !! and this is just my introductory blog , u see , where am telling u guys about my self and i just loveeeeeeee talking about my self , i can go on and on ..in fact i have created the history where my family my friends my dilbar , have been put asleep with my so called "chit chats" (a small talk) so tht's ok .and in my campus interview u always have this question "tell me about urself ". We have rehersed this so much from the 2nd year of engineering college , so when this question was put to me .. i jumped into action and in fact almost brought out my janam patrika (my horoscope ) with so much happiness that the interviewer glared at me (oh god! how stupid i was ! thank god he didnt say "get out " ) and there was another guy sitting near him to take my stress interview and now to think of it sadly i feel i had him stressed out !!! i love myself the most and of course sabko apni apni pasand hoti hi hein (all have their likes dislikes) .Every person is so unique in this world and i love studying about people .. There is no good or bad person on this planet .. its all by what u think that matters .., its just the chemistry which binds u together with ur family friends or with ur husband wife kids etc etc . dnt u think so ?? Well i feel i have written so much already about me so much ...and who is interested to know about me anyways !!! u see , in these situations as you are now , ; if some one wrote a blog and it talked blag blah blah about them selves will i be interested .. hmm think think ..well genuinely a big NO ... exactly !! so why would i ever think that on a topic like "about me " some one would spend their time ?..so thts ok .. am totally ok ..but hey watch out for this blog ..its just purely my feelings ... and all the very best to u readers .. :) am so happy today to get my free space to write ..i really need to thank google and my destiny for giving me this Free time too to make a mark on net !!! :) H4 ki jai ho !!! for the time being its just that "my dil bole hadippa !!! " hehe :)
it feels so good to get a space like this to express your thoughts , and am so much charged up and so excited that sadly words fail to come ~! ..How did this title "expresso" come up ?? Well , its funny actually . I was planning to start a blog and suddenly thought of a word which best describes my character ; my friends call me express !!! hahah , just like an express i walk, talk, in fact have bumped into (and some have actully fallen ) so many people in life .hey hello wake up ! am not talking about love here , all am saying is that is how this name came ; in hostel corridors many called me "minal" wa ma minall !! so may be tht's it or may be i may change the title later too ! confused !!! well yes guess i am confused , i take lots of time to decide and then things go round and round , but i must say , its ok to get confused but think ! unless a person thinks about all the pros and cons , how will he ever get confused , bz getting confused shows u r thinking and wait ! forget it ,, bz am really confused now mmm... Well this is a typical characteristics of Aries as said by linda goodman's astrology book ! and also by margrett mischelle's "Gone with the wind ". But am not an aries , am a taurus . In fact i call my self a declared taurean . Why so ? well may be because am a cusp and i know that virgos and taurus gel the best in marriage :) Well , i just read this blog my self now after i published and thot " Wat the crap '!!! who on earth would ever even feel like reading this !!! its just so random so confusing so very bad , i would say !!! but hey thts ok ..:) Remember i told u in the 1 st line u see am excited and u r meant to be like this when excited - totally out of speech out of world !! and this is just my introductory blog , u see , where am telling u guys about my self and i just loveeeeeeee talking about my self , i can go on and on ..in fact i have created the history where my family my friends my dilbar , have been put asleep with my so called "chit chats" (a small talk) so tht's ok .and in my campus interview u always have this question "tell me about urself ". We have rehersed this so much from the 2nd year of engineering college , so when this question was put to me .. i jumped into action and in fact almost brought out my janam patrika (my horoscope ) with so much happiness that the interviewer glared at me (oh god! how stupid i was ! thank god he didnt say "get out " ) and there was another guy sitting near him to take my stress interview and now to think of it sadly i feel i had him stressed out !!! i love myself the most and of course sabko apni apni pasand hoti hi hein (all have their likes dislikes) .Every person is so unique in this world and i love studying about people .. There is no good or bad person on this planet .. its all by what u think that matters .., its just the chemistry which binds u together with ur family friends or with ur husband wife kids etc etc . dnt u think so ?? Well i feel i have written so much already about me so much ...and who is interested to know about me anyways !!! u see , in these situations as you are now , ; if some one wrote a blog and it talked blag blah blah about them selves will i be interested .. hmm think think ..well genuinely a big NO ... exactly !! so why would i ever think that on a topic like "about me " some one would spend their time ?..so thts ok .. am totally ok ..but hey watch out for this blog ..its just purely my feelings ... and all the very best to u readers .. :) am so happy today to get my free space to write ..i really need to thank google and my destiny for giving me this Free time too to make a mark on net !!! :) H4 ki jai ho !!! for the time being its just that "my dil bole hadippa !!! " hehe :)
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